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Always the writer, never the reader.

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| The Most Dangerous Game | Final! Frisk | 💙🔪💔 |

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Red… blue… the color danced on the back of Frisk’s eye lids. 

“What happened here?” 

The air… cold. Wet with Pacific chill. Her eyes. Big and brown and wet with frozen tears. Red… Blue… Red blood. Who was she chasing? 

“Frisk…” 

Who was she chasing? 

“Frisk?” 

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rudy is in the hospital because asgore fucked him too hard last time

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| Fire Walk with Me — Twin Peaks | Laura Palmer | 💔 🏁

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Here at TMDG, we do a little memeing :3

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I need to do an inbox purge, I have so many asks I need to answer ahhhh

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| STAND-IN ch. 156 by @the-triangle-cat | Commission | Turn up your brightness! | 😺 |

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Thank you so much for giving me the privilege of working on this amazing piece of work for your comic! It was such a fun experience and really challenged me!

Everyone stay hype for the new STAND-IN installment! I know I am :D

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It's true, I fucking hate Sans Undertale, and I wish he'd get out of my skin already.

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| The Most Dangerous Game | Sk! Sans Vibes | 💙 🔪 💔 |

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The shithead gets a long, scrumptious POV in the new TMDG Chapter~~~ I recommend tuning into Peak!

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| The Most Dangerous Game is BACK | 💙 🔪 💔

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Chapter 19 is out now and YOU (🫵🏻) get to read an excerpt! Yay!

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It is snowing in Boston. It snows and the sky is grey like smoke. The snow speckles her dark hair. Her eye lashes. The cold pinches her cheeks pink. She is a muted blot against the grey sky. Against the flurry. She is smiling. 

There are three. 

They walk in tandem. 

Suffocating in the snow. The snow, grey like ash. It burns where it touches. Her flesh is covered in ash snow. It sticks to her. Her hands are white. Her hands are bone. She is smiling. 

There are two.  

She turns. 

“You think I’m pretty like this?” It is a question, but she says it like it’s fact. 

Indisputable. 

“I like when it’s just us.”

The snow is burning. 

Her throat purples. Her eyes are bloodshot against the white sky. Her throat blossoms. A big red flower. She is smiling. So big, and red is leaking through her teeth. Spilling down her chin.

“I’m art now.” 

There is one… 

The snow is stained red… 

The crimson flower grows. Pulses. It is well fed.

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>> READ THE NEW CHAPTER HERE! <<

(If... If you want to... I know you do ~)

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I made memes.

And little bit cute stuff 🤺

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And this

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Liking a character who sucks is silly because yeah I hate him and yeah I want people to bully him and say mean things but if you say the Wrong mean thing I'm going to get defensive

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guess who?

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Player soul

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OH MY GOD!!!! YOU SLAYED THIS IM SO HAPPY!!!!

{ BADTALE } by @shorukarts

{ VIRUS!SANS } by @mrs-jo4ckiee

{ T M D G } by @the-writing-mobster

I hope everyone like it ✨

Enjoy✨

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How it feels logging onto tumblr.com

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If you're gonna be a hatin' ass bitch, I BETTER not mog you.